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lyrics🎃 I’m in a expedition, riding with my niggas Iron on my side finna pop em, you not winning Sparking beef with me, just know your brother not living Put em on a tee, I send the hit and you finished The way she talk to me, I might just give her attention, Four zips of biscotti, im smoking good til the ending 6 pints of some wonky, im gaining weight for the winter My oasis is different, I give a lash to yo nigga No cash, locash, I bet he broke as it gets Check his vitals for a pulse, I think he died on the flip Birds chirping round this bitch, I might just buy me some fent Serve the block a new strip and watch how hot it could get Seafood on the bay, im living lavish and shit Bro was mad as a bitch, cause I was stabbing his chick Might run game but stay the same, I bet im blasting yo crib Ha Smashing and adapting, not the same Im everlasting See pain and go through things that you could never fucking fathom Location had to change, I’m tryna reroute on my racks bruh They switch on the gang but I’m gone be here when that bag up They gone try to stain me, really I don’t need no backup Can’t play me, he a daisy, is you crazy, I got Mac’s tucked Drain you wit this stainless, act superior, get bagged up No danger, not a stranger to this life, know it’s a wrap huh? Morticians calling for that casket cause he wrapped up Morticians calling daily for that casket cause he wrapped up

I keep coming back to this song it’s just so beautiful

you need to change your name. Acidface has been taken since 1999

What dis? It's a vibe fr Yo Iamsobs!

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i wuz begging 4 u back but i ain realize what id b n now im fkd up thinkin bout it ion wan set u free

Brooooo I was looking for this hit, why they deleted the video?

stan Alice yes 😩💕

ill pretend i dont need no help but i said i need u bad

im gone talk my shi cuz 4 a min i was timid sippin on sum shi tht make u wish u nevr did it

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I luv this style from goth, iamsobs with the rarest bangers

this style is so good. you did it again sobs. 😊

iamsobs you know im dyin' even tho im

Goated🐐

fighting demons daily never nothin much but life n death

obsessed

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Aye ok

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cant enter the door bc the doorlocked got sum money on the floor watch it float around take prescriptions ion have watch it blurr me out

I stayed in my bag and bought a jag for me to feel it😮‍💨

Dope track lit af etc.

i bet i smack u wit this schmitty

i cant escape from myself

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😮😮 same

Lyrics📶 Hate all you want but im still getting paid Smoking crops,im out of orbit and im bound to let it bang Poverty taught me, I always gotta keep some paper Opposition drawing sights on me, hell never make it Tryna steal my sound, you really need to switch yo cadence Off uppers and some downers, got my body feeling wavy He gone call but bet im still gone bluff. Him on the payment Placements that im making, moving different, life changing Could put this pride aside but not my nine, I bet I chase him Not really the type to coincide wit all my haters Acting like that guy but doodle bob behind the pages Bullets float like Columbine, the way I flick em from this angle Murder shit, no fable, he gone talk and script the image I do what I have to just to make it to these riches He act like a bad man but that pistol end him swiftly Lived life in a trashcan, surrounded by my triggers Can you hear the trigger? Knock yo head right in that river I ain’t ask for shit, I had to move a lil different Prosper til I die, I want my family to live it Grew up in the dark, must see the light before the ending She gone hate a lot but I done fucked the bitch and finished I can see the top but can I reach it fore they kill me I go through a lot but hold it in just like my gift man Tear this shitn apart, I face my fears , I aint no bitch fam No mas, no drama needed, I stay on my shit pull up, pull out and throw a mag right at that bitch Show out, smokehouse, I’m burning grass inside your crib Man it’s obvious no leisure, baby tease me for the Peter Fast bags, no knicks, I had to carry out the riches No mas lil nigga, why you standing at the entrance?

I ain't really care about my life no more

i’m happy u put this back up i missed it

Im doing the jerk to this 😂🔥

(lyrics) 223, 556 my ar interchangeable gangy love and them, that shi is irreplaceable ghost glock, this bitch aint even traceable no shots, you aint sending no shots I just told me bro n them yo trust is irreplaceable if we locked in like titanium, unbreakable still haunt in my sleep this shi is inescapable still get back on my feet cuz im the one yeahhhh wonder when they catch up to me, dont think they ever will they just cap on they beats the talk is never real i got locked in OK got locked in asheville im on probation to this day i got a case from out the state its that blood money talk talk you cant join the conversation aint 100 up ice cold freezing we dont drip no more, im really bleeding bitch im bleeding im really bleeding leany in my cup yeah i bleed it (bleed it) talk tuff on net make him bleed it (yuh damn bleed) cool with vamps and ghosts and really demons bitch i need it, bitch im fiending (big time fiending) hungry fill up my plate yeah i need it bitch i need it off a lot of shi im fighting demons cup bleed it leave it bleeding

now she wanna link 🤦‍♂

Thank you I wanted get back this video

🔥🚮🔥 Edit: I can’t believe I actually sat and listen to the whole song 😭😭🔥🔥

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh, uh [Hook] Ten racks for the glass, and I’m trippin’ out Where I go, where I go yeah I’m trippin’ now Flying first class and I’m flying 'round the world Where the fuck you sitting bitch Yeah you’re sitting your ass at home [Chorus] Gucci, Chanel boy you kiss and tell Where I’m from, riding with a gun Yeah I’m strung, flipping off the sun Bitches bad, glaze ‘em honey bun [Verse 1] Lost in the sauce I think I got out These bitches really horny when I’m brought out Lost in the club I see the strobe lights Yeah I’m blinded from the lights I think I got right I don’t go outside I don’t like the sunlight It burn my fucking skin it don’t feel right Ridin’ ‘round town yeah I got that Drugs on demand yeah I want that [Verse 2] Got 2 kilos in my bricked house Bitches want me cause I hit doubt Riding 'round town and I hit town Fuck it up and I hit now I’ma hit now gonna make a list now Tell you everything bad about you, got too I don’t give a fuck bitch I doubt you, got two I can make you cry but I ain’t bout too, fuck you [Hook] Ten racks for the glass and I’m trippin’ out Where I go, where I go yeah I’m trippin’ now Flying first class and I’m flying 'round the world Where the fuck you sitting bitch yeah you’re sitting your ass at home [Chorus] Gucci, Chanel boy you kiss and tell Where I’m from, riding with a gun Yeah I’m strung, flipping off the sun Bitches bad, glaze ‘em honey bun

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whoever mixed this needs to keep mixing for you FR

Honestly, this the sickest vid he got, y delete it brah ?